My life is a circle
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No beginning and no end
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It's always repeating
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A trail I defend to the time
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A misunderstanding
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That can't be erased like a file
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I've got all I wanted
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But still I'm not satisfied
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Chorus:
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How far will I go to,
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And search my respect and my pride?
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How long will I lie to,
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Myself about the privilege of my live?
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That turns around,
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'Till I die,
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in the dark
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with me
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Why am I sad? Why am I sad?
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When I have more than I ever had?
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My life is too stable
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I get no air
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My jail is my skin
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I'm false like a fable
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That is being praised
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For it's sin
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And once I am trying
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To follow the light then
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The bitch grips my feet
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Pulls me down, underneath
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How far will I go to,
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And search my respect and my pride?
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How long will I lie to,
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Myself about the privilege of my live?
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How deep will I have to,
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Fall before I find the world again?
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It's always repeating,
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The earth turns around and around
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'Till I die
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Take the time
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Missing me
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With me
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How Far feat. Marta Jandova
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Apocalyptica |